Chapter 550

The Treasure Tree King has stood for eight hundred years without falling; even the Demon Emperor has changed twice, yet it remains the same. It must be well-versed in the ways of the world.

He He Lingchuan couldn't help but laugh. Once the old tree demon makes a move, the water in Between Beijia becomes even muddier.

"Although this old tree grows on its own territory, its weight is different from other Demon Kings." The Treasure Tree King is the one with the oldest seniority, the richest experience, and the most appeal among all Demon Kings; even the Demon Emperor has to respect it three points. "Since it has gotten involved, this matter cannot end well."

"Oh, the late-night snack is here." Fu Fu Shanyue saw the guard carrying things over. "You really don't want any?"

"No need."

He He Lingchuan walked back to his room and exhaled calmly.

After capturing Cen Boqing, the Chiyan Monarch and his son actually have an explanation both internally and externally; after all, investigating deeper is Lingxu City's internal affairs, which exceeds the capabilities of most Demon Nations.

But He He Lingchuan is always calculating his own situation. He is too deeply involved in this case; whether Bai Bai Ziqi wants to investigate the death of Lord Zhongsun Mou or the Elixir of Immortality case, he cannot bypass him.

He He Lingchuan himself can even be considered a witness, because he has had deep exchanges with both Lord Zhongsun Mou and Cen Boqing.

So if Bai Bai Ziqi wants to conclude this case, it is even possible that he will take He He Lingchuan back to Lingxu City, which can be called "collaborative investigation" in name.

Can he refuse?

Under these circumstances, if the Chiyan Monarch and his son back down, then Mai Xuewen's advice to He He Lingchuan might come true, because the Chiyan Nation will likely revoke his title and power as a Special Envoy.

What's worse than having a name but no reality is having neither reality nor a name.

Now that He He Lingchuan has found out from Fu Fu Shanyue that the Chiyan Demon King's attitude is firm and that other Demon Kings are also involved, that is a reassurance.

The more forces involved in this matter, the less likely it is to end well.

As long as he holds his position and says the right things, the big shots from all sides will be busy tearing each other apart and fighting, and will be too lazy to clean up a small shrimp like him.

The mirror in his arms suddenly said: "Hey, they are going to interrogate Cheng Yu tomorrow; I guess you are brooding over it?"

"Hmm, yes." He He Lingchuan did not deny it. "I discovered that Bai Bai Ziqi has an unusual interest in him."

Bai Bai Ziqi had personally admitted that Cheng Yu might be helpful for his next case.

Before being transferred to Baishajuan by an urgent order from the Demon Emperor, Bai Bai Ziqi was originally working on the Twilight Plains. Fu Fu Shanyue thought he had also secretly sneaked into the Chiyan Nation to inquire about some secrets, but when He He Lingchuan heard the Cloud Envoy say the four words "Twilight Plains," his mood was already unsettled.

He himself had seen the second scene of the Thousand Star City ruins on the Twilight Plains, which was the hidden illusion, something no one else had ever seen. He He Lingchuan can reasonably suspect that the reason for the appearance of this hidden illusion is probably resonance with the Great Fang Hu or the Floating Life Blade.

In any case, there was an intersection between the illusion and him, and it also involved the Great Fang Hu.

And judging from the timeline, Bai Bai Ziqi being sent to the Twilight Plains was very likely after the hidden illusion appeared.

What if he went to investigate the illusion? Thinking of this, He He Lingchuan felt a heavy sense of crisis.

The Soul-Absorbing Mirror said again: "As long as they interrogate Cheng Yu, they will know how he plotted against you; that won't be good."

He He Lingchuan was annoyed: "Do I need you to remind me?"

The secret to Cheng Yu's invincible killing in dreams is the Hundred-Faced Nightmare.

Bai Bai Ziqi is only a bit curious about him now, but once he knows Cheng Yu's golden-medal thug is this kind of big guy—

The Hundred-Faced Nightmare, which could even kill the Monarch of the Mang Nation, couldn't deal with a small Special Envoy of the Chiyan Nation's Crown Prince, and He He Lingchuan didn't even have Yuan Power!

Relying solely on a seventeen-year-old boy, how could he possibly achieve this? What secret technique or magic weapon did he have that could make the Hundred-Faced Nightmare backfire on Cheng Yu? "If the opponent is someone like Bai Bai Ziqi, even if he only has slight suspicions, it is extremely unfavorable for us."

He has depth, schemes, and outstanding observation skills.

The most terrifying thing is that he has power.

Power bestowed by the gods.

The Soul-Absorbing Mirror immediately said: "There is still time; you just need to kill Cheng Yu before the interrogation tomorrow!"

"Kill Cheng Yu?"

"Yes, they will have no one to interrogate, and your secret will be kept." The mirror was complacent about the drastic measure it had thought of. "You can definitely do it, right?"

He He Lingchuan sighed: "At that time, there was still more than an hour before dawn. Neither he nor the Crown Prince was tired; why didn't they continue to interrogate Wu Kai? Was it because they were afraid Wu Kai was too tired, or because they were afraid we were too tired?"

"Then what?"

"Maybe he wanted to go back to wash and change, worship the gods and offer incense, maybe he wanted to eat the old-fashioned Hu Wang Mazi beef big sesame seed cake with rice noodles here, or maybe... that is a trap to test me!" He He Lingchuan darkened his face. "If I release the Nightmare to deal with Cheng Yu now, I might fall right into his trap. Who knows what means the Cloud Envoy has? Don't fail to kill Cheng Yu and expose myself instead."

The Soul-Absorbing Mirror sighed: "Then what do you say we do? You can't just sit and watch Bai Bai Ziqi interrogate Cheng Yu, right?"

He He Lingchuan was about to speak when there seemed to be someone rushing outside. Soon he heard Fu Fu Shanyue pounding on the door and yelling at him:

"He Xiao, come out quickly, He Xiao!"

He He Lingchuan pushed the door out, just in time to see Fu Fu Shanyue's figure flash past him, leaving behind a sentence:

"The prisoner Wu Kai has fallen ill and is in critical condition!"

Wu Kai is in trouble? Holy crap! He He Lingchuan's shock was also solid.

Tonight is really not peaceful.

Fu Fu Shanyue commanded the guards: "Notify High Envoy Bai immediately, go quickly!"

As the last two words were spoken, he had already rushed to the entrance of the inn's cellar and jumped in.

Cen Boqing was only captured tonight, and Wu Kai was still in the inn's cellar, not yet transferred.

Although Cen Boqing had already pleaded guilty, Wu Kai was still a very important witness, and there were many mysteries about him that Bai Bai Ziqi and Fu Fu Shanyue would have to interrogate later.

Fu Fu Shanyue absolutely did not want to see anything happen to him.

The two jumped into the cellar and saw the guards removing the shackles from Wu Kai. The latter seemed to be afraid of the cold, curled up on the ground, shivering.

His symptoms looked very similar to the curse attack in the evening at first glance, but in fact, his skin and flesh were shrinking inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially as his tendons and nerves contracted, his limbs twisted into strange shapes, and his whole body twitched uncontrollably.

Red spots appeared on Wu Kai's skin, shaped somewhat like peach hearts.

"Not a curse, it might be a deadly poison!" Fu Fu Shanyue took a look, took a small bottle of medicine from his arms, and personally forced it into Wu Kai.

Wu Kai's pharyngeal muscles had also gone on strike, unable to swallow, and the medicine flowed down his esophagus.

What Fu Fu Shanyue took out at this time was, of course, a life-saving medicine.

But Wu Kai choked immediately, not coughing, but making a strange 'He-ji' sound, like a mouse being stepped on.

He began to vomit blood.

Bright red, with small bits of flesh.

He He Lingchuan's face changed, and he went to press his pulse, only to feel it chaotic and shapeless; his heart, liver, and lungs were all severely damaged.

From the onset of the illness to the critical condition, it only took a few seconds?

Fu Fu Shanyue roared with a dark face: "Doctor, Liu Twelve, where are the people! Where did they all die?"

Liu Twelve was the curse master who cast the curse on Wu Kai in the afternoon.

His legs were not as agile as a warrior's, and he only rushed into the cellar at this time.

He examined Wu Kai's eyelids, tore open his collar, and pressed twice on his heart: "Not a curse, but there is something in his heart!"

He He Lingchuan also reached out to press, and his true power was transferred over.

He didn't know until he checked; he was shocked when he did. Wu Kai's heart was like a tattered sack full of holes; every time it beat, the damage became more severe.

Wu Kai suddenly stopped shaking and let out a long 'hiccup', as if the last breath in his lungs had been squeezed out.

He remained in a curled-up posture, his eyes wide open, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

He He Lingchuan pressed his carotid artery and then shook his head at Fu Fu Shanyue:

"Dead."

Fu Fu Shanyue turned to look at the curse master, grabbed his collar, and his eyes were murderous: "Does it have anything to do with you? Speak!"

"No, no!"

"Was it you in the evening..." Fu Fu Shanyue still had his reason and didn't say the secret out loud.

"No, no, it has nothing to do with me!" The curse master defended himself. "He died of heart disease!"

"What kind of disease attacks so fiercely that the person is gone in the blink of an eye?" From onset to death, it was less than thirty breaths, thirty breaths! This really didn't give people time to react.

At this time, the doctor accompanying the team arrived late.

Fu Fu Shanyue stared at him coldly: "You specifically finished your late-night snack before coming, right?"

The doctor wiped his sweat as soon as he arrived: "Your Highness, calm your anger, your subordinate was just squatting, squatting..."

He was in the back taking care of his business, and the guards came to pound on the door.

It takes time to pull up one's pants.

Fu Fu Shanyue knew that blaming him now would be of no help: "Find out for me how he died!"

"Ah yes, yes!" The doctor hurriedly squatted down to play the role of a coroner.

He didn't just tap on the dead body; he soon took out a small knife.

Fu Fu Shanyue immediately expressed concern: "What are you doing?"

"Crown Prince, I have to dissect him to see the problems inside." He needs an autopsy, otherwise how can he find the cause of death?

Fu Fu Shanyue held his head, feeling heavy: "High Envoy Bai hasn't arrived yet; can you just dissect someone? Wait!"

So when Bai Bai Ziqi heard the news and rushed over, what he saw was such a scene: Fu Fu Shanyue and He He Lingchuan were sitting blankly on the side, and the doctor was kneeling beside the prisoner.

The major criminal Wu Kai was curled up, dead with his eyes wide open.

Bai Bai Ziqi's heart sank, and he didn't fear the dead man's eyes staring at the cellar entrance, walking over with large strides: "What's going on!"

"Sudden death from illness." Fu Fu Shanyue said in a deep voice. "The doctor said it wasn't a curse—"

The doctor on the side: "..."

He hadn't said that.

"And it wasn't a deadly poison. As for the specific cause of death, I wanted to wait for High Envoy Bai to arrive before performing an autopsy."

Bai Bai Ziqi's gaze never left Wu Kai's corpse. He squatted down, turned it over a few times, and pressed on the heart position again.

"It might be a Co-Life Gu."

"What is that?"

"A kind of extremely fierce Gu insect. The most powerful variety is also called the Peach Heart Gu, which attacks extremely rapidly and cannot be saved by medicine." Bai Bai Ziqi pointed to the red spots on Wu Kai's body. "These peach spots are the evidence."

(End of chapter)